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And here’s where I stop myself. Normally, I’d play this by doing the whole “a chauffeur? Pour moiI?” thing. But not today. Today I didn’t want to be a fish out of water. I wanted to pass for something buttoned up for once. I wanted to experience “class” without it immediately followed by the words “action lawsuit.” And I wanted free appetizers. Can’t judge me for that. Everyone likes free appetizers.

So when my chauffeur pulled up in a white Maserati Ghibli and opened the door, I went for the full Draper.